This chapter is in honour of Cory Monteith.

Blaine stands alone as he watches the women of the tribe bid farewell to Stag. Starburst is crying, Blaine had never seen her cry before, but she and Stag were so close it's no wonder the Seer is distraught. Stag looms over the women, his great height is something Blaine has always envied him. Now he won't have that anymore. He won't have Stag there to help him become a man, to give him well meaning advice that Blaine will mostly ignore, to laugh with, to go hunting with… to be his friend. Blaine shudders as he can feel the spirit of Death walk past him. The spirit will walk with Stag to the cliff top and together they will continue the journey to the other side.

A hand lands on his shoulder and makes Blaine look up into Stag's brown eyes.

"Let's go," the older boy says, and Blaine slings his bow across his shoulder.

They walk together in silence, Blaine taking small glances at Stag from time to time. It is hard to say what the man is thinking, his face is void of any emotion and Blaine wonders if Stag can feel Death walking with them. When the trees thin out Stag stops and looks down on Blaine.

"Hawk, my brother," he says, and suddenly the two boys fall into each others arms. Blaine cries, he can't help it. He knows he is supposed to be strong as he guides Stag to his end, but he can't hold back anymore. Fighting the tears he can feel Stag shaking as well. This isn't how it is supposed to be they are men now, but Blaine finds he doesn't care. The women got to cry their farewell tears, now it's his turn.

In the end they are cried out and Stag pushes away, a little shameful for breaking down.

"I love you Hawk," he says and places a hand on Blaine's shoulder again. "You have been the best little brother anyone could ask for. Now you're the man of the tribe. Please take care of them Hawk. Please take care of Starburst for me." Blaine closes his eyes and nods, he feels Stag's hand leave his shoulder, but he keeps his eyes closed. 'Do not watch Death in the eye' he hears Starburst's voice in his head. He is about to turn around and go home when he hears Stag's voice calling out to him.

"Blaine!" He opens his eyes and sees his brother standing there on the precipice, the wind playing in his brown hair.

"Finn!" Blaine shouts, taking a step forward just as his brother takes a step backwards over the edge.

When Blaine arrives home he is greeted by the women of the tribe. Shroom with her extended belly is the first one to embrace him. He places a hand on her belly as he moves to the next one, Vixen. She embraces him as well, and Blaine is handed from woman to woman, each one with an embrace and maybe a kiss to welcome him back, and to welcome back the Man of the tribe. The last one to take him into his arms is Starburst. Blaine knows what is to happen, he watched this when Lynx had taken the last walk and Stag came back alone some years ago. Stag had taken River with him into her hut to comfort her. River had been Lynx's lifemate and the girl had been crushed, just like Starburst was crushed now. Pushing down his own feelings, Blaine takes Starburst's hand and leeds her away.

In the night Blaine wake from a dream shouting Stag's name. He hear Starburst rustle beside him and a soft hand find his.

"Shhh…" the woman says, and Blaine closes his eyes again and tries to fall asleep. However, when he close his eyes he sees Stag stepping over the cliff edge again and again and again. Pushing the image away Blaine finds another image of Stag and holds on to it for dear life.

It was dark, and Blaine had been scared. He didn't know where he was or which way to go. He only knew that he was so incredibly tired in his legs and his arms ached from carrying the baby. He sat down next to a tree to rest his legs for a little bit and darkness took hold of him.

He woke when the baby started to cry. The crying was too far away though and Blaine was suddenly jolted into consciousness.

The baby was nowhere to be seen, but Blaine could hear it.

"Baby?" he shouted, getting to his feet and scanning the woods around him. The baby continued crying and Blaine followed the sounds. When he found the baby however he froze. The baby was surrounded by dogs, wild dogs, Blaine corrected in his mind. There were three of them and they were circling the baby as it tried to crawl away. There were obvious signs that they had been on the baby, his clothes were ripped, but there were no bite marks yet. As Blaine watched the biggest of the dogs lunged forwards again.

"Noooo!" Blaine shouted and burst forwards, only to have the dogs round on him. It was obvious that the animals saw him as a bigger threat than baby, also as a bigger meal. Blaine got scared and started crying. He felt around with his feet but there were no rocks or sticks near him.

"Go away!" he shouted at the dogs, "Go away!"

There was a hissing sound and suddenly one of the dogs slumped to the ground with an arrow in its throat. There was another sound followed by a yelp from one of the other dogs as it was hit as well. The last dog looked around it, but then turned tail and ran into the woods.

Blaine looked at the two dogs on the ground, one dead the other one had an arrow in its flank. He looked around for the shooter and just as he gave up an older boy jumped down from a branch where he had been hiding. The boy was much bigger than Blaine, but not as big as the scary kids that had been on the streets. He had brown hair and kind brown eyes, and he smiled at Blaine.

"Hi!" he said, "don't be scared." Blaine just looked at him and then at the baby who was still whimpering. The older boy strode over and picked up the baby and handed him to Blaine. Then he pulled out a knife, making Blaine's breath catch in fear, but the boy turned to the dog who was still alive and with a swift motion he slit its throat.

"No one deserves to suffer," the boy stated and wiped his knife on some leaves.

"Are you all alone?" he asked Blaine, who just nodded.

"How old are you?"

"Five," Blaine whispered. The boy's face broke into a huge grin.

"I'm almost eleven," he said. "Do you want to come meet my family?"

Blaine couldn't believe his ears, a family, a real family. He must have looked excited because the boy laughed again. Blaine decided he liked his laugh.

"Come on, lets go." The older boy said, he took the baby from Blaine and gave the smaller boy his hand.

"I'm Finn by the way…"